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Pet Peeves

Oh how long this list is....

But without being judgemental, there are a few things which can push my buttons like nothing else can.

I mean what's with birthdays and cakes?
Who started this?
Why do we pay good money to buy these super adulterated lumps of lard?
On the 8th of March each year I heave a sigh of relief coz thankfully the birthday season amongst my family and friends is finally over. Do we realise how damaging to the agriculture industry cakes are? And here I am citing just the mass produced ones. But the ones we do at home are ok. And we should all do only home made cakes. The other variety consumes agriculture and industrial resources and are not eco friendly at all.
So avoid....

Another thing that irks me endlessly is people driving in the centre of the road, converting two lane roads into a single road... So who died and appointed you Mayor of the county? Please move your car encased arse to one side....

People talking in phone in movies, or munching loudly, heck you all have a special place reserved in hell. May a bed bug crawl up your butt crack.

People who are rude to serving staff in stores, restaurants, coffee shops.... Whoever you are, you deserve a Joffrey Baratheon in your lives......

Emerging from the shower and then remembering that you havent got your towel, sucks like crazy. And then dripping all over to get it, whilst freezing your butt off, well it makes me rant at myself...
Need to plan my showers better.

Tucking yourself in snugly, only to discover that a toe is somehow getting a breeze, is pure crap.

Getting bitten on your toes by merciless mosquitoes, whilst half asleep, and then having to wake up to scratch is the absolute pits. For every mosquito that has ever bitten me, I wish upon you the relentless march of white walkers.

Falling down.... I hate it and do it so often. Not having a better sense of balance is my pet peeve. All my cuts and bruises are a testament to that.

Many more, but for now this is it.





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